Depression Poems
#depression
Depression takes a person beyond feelings of sadness, to a very dark and lonely place. Poetry about depression offers the reader a glimpse into this darkness and isolation. Depression is a serious mental disorder. A creative outlet, like writing poetry, can offer relief to some sufferers.
shannonJane
Poem Published
Today 12:18pm
Today 12:18pm
What that may be, you will never see.
You my love are the stunningly beautiful garment that I never got to wear.
How i would just stare, watch as you move like perfection in the air.
You my love are the exquisite tears you cry at the movie theatre, yet I haven't attended a show for four years.
How our love made my heart dance, like we was living in a movie romance.
You my love was my last dance, candle lit movement candlewaxed around my chest.
How my breathing falls to your glance, we my love, missed our chance.
My love you are rain.
My love you are...
How i would just stare, watch as you move like perfection in the air.
You my love are the exquisite tears you cry at the movie theatre, yet I haven't attended a show for four years.
How our love made my heart dance, like we was living in a movie romance.
You my love was my last dance, candle lit movement candlewaxed around my chest.
How my breathing falls to your glance, we my love, missed our chance.
My love you are rain.
My love you are...
#love
#depression
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MUSOREREAGAN
Poem Published
Today 10:50am
Today 10:50am
WHO I AM & WHO I WANT TO BECOME
Moments are seeming tougher..
Seeing everything in it's lamest version,
Even the little success that i make..
I think is because of God's mercy!!
I am feeling faded..
I am living in the fakest version of myself...
Yet with an inner me..
Aiming at bigger dreams and aims..
That however not at all suitS who i am lately..
I feel i don't deserve any success..
And my future is a hopeless one..
The life i lead is not worth living...
But i still find myself in the same zone...
I hoped for christianity but then i fell out...
For...
Seeing everything in it's lamest version,
Even the little success that i make..
I think is because of God's mercy!!
I am feeling faded..
I am living in the fakest version of myself...
Yet with an inner me..
Aiming at bigger dreams and aims..
That however not at all suitS who i am lately..
I feel i don't deserve any success..
And my future is a hopeless one..
The life i lead is not worth living...
But i still find myself in the same zone...
I hoped for christianity but then i fell out...
For...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles #LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #LifeChangingMoment
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smileykiller59
Poem Published
Today 4:43am
Today 4:43am
seriously.
memories are flooding in
pain is returning
its like its not really me or my life
like a robot being programmed by a bunch of people
they are telling me how to live MY life
LET ME LIVE MY LIFE HOW I CHOOSE
me trying to fix THEIR mistakes...
set me free
end it all
..please..
..just make it stop..
pain is returning
its like its not really me or my life
like a robot being programmed by a bunch of people
they are telling me how to live MY life
LET ME LIVE MY LIFE HOW I CHOOSE
me trying to fix THEIR mistakes...
set me free
end it all
..please..
..just make it stop..
#anger
#anxiety
#depression
#hate
#LifeStruggles
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fvcks0ci3ty
Tiffanie
Tiffanie
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:11pm
Yesterday 11:11pm
No Rest For The Wicked...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#suicide
#PTSD
21 reads
2 Comments
Beautifulsoul35
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:33pm
Yesterday 10:33pm
Ocean of Emotion
weary ship captains are we
navigating this deep open sea
tossed about from one storm to another
each wave threatens to pull us under
holding on for dear life
we start to pray
not knowing if we'll drown
then suddenly the waters calm
and we start again
steering our course
slicing through the waves
feeling the wind in our hair
all is well
then we come across
a port of call, a safe harbor
and we decide to stay for a while
to rest our weary bones
but inevitably, the sea calls to us
this is not your home ...
navigating this deep open sea
tossed about from one storm to another
each wave threatens to pull us under
holding on for dear life
we start to pray
not knowing if we'll drown
then suddenly the waters calm
and we start again
steering our course
slicing through the waves
feeling the wind in our hair
all is well
then we come across
a port of call, a safe harbor
and we decide to stay for a while
to rest our weary bones
but inevitably, the sea calls to us
this is not your home ...
#love
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#emotional
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ParadoxZero
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:40am
Yesterday 8:40am
Wasteland
Toxic spills and dollar bills
Hollow needles, poppin pills
An empty void; those may fill
I feel like trash in a garbage pail
Where ships once sailed
They sink and fail
Burnt bridges and broken rails
Birds that once flew
Now flop and flail
Like dying fish upon the banks
I said no because it’d be like this
Starting fresh, and climbing ranks
Feeling angry, feeling blue
I rebuild and start anew
I’ve been here once
A time or two
Broken bottles and shattered pipes
I’m a wasteland
Useless, and just not right
Hollow needles, poppin pills
An empty void; those may fill
I feel like trash in a garbage pail
Where ships once sailed
They sink and fail
Burnt bridges and broken rails
Birds that once flew
Now flop and flail
Like dying fish upon the banks
I said no because it’d be like this
Starting fresh, and climbing ranks
Feeling angry, feeling blue
I rebuild and start anew
I’ve been here once
A time or two
Broken bottles and shattered pipes
I’m a wasteland
Useless, and just not right
#depression
#drugs
#addiction
21 reads
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anonymouslyhere
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2018 11:35am
22nd Jun 2018 11:35am
The Great Indifference
I could be set ablaze
Burn out brightly
Lighting up the midnight
I don't think I'd flinch
No panic or fear
I'd just wish my soul
Would ascend
As the ashes do
Floating away
With the breeze
On a summer night
Warm and comforting.
Burn out brightly
Lighting up the midnight
I don't think I'd flinch
No panic or fear
I'd just wish my soul
Would ascend
As the ashes do
Floating away
With the breeze
On a summer night
Warm and comforting.
#depression
#spiritual
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AtoMikbomb
Poem Published
20th Jun 2018 9:29am
20th Jun 2018 9:29am
Neophobia
You speak in antiques
through throaty groans - burnished bronze
husking off my nylons - it's just a flaying away
and lull me with the
woolen tones of old shelter
itchy finery
a woven hold, gray and grayer
in this northwest light - hanging my jaw
to homestead on your collar;
the ironing all but undone
Spring warms away necessities...
or only you
my estuary of arms
I left my feathers on your foyer floor
through throaty groans - burnished bronze
husking off my nylons - it's just a flaying away
and lull me with the
woolen tones of old shelter
itchy finery
a woven hold, gray and grayer
in this northwest light - hanging my jaw
to homestead on your collar;
the ironing all but undone
Spring warms away necessities...
or only you
my estuary of arms
I left my feathers on your foyer floor
#anxiety
#depression
#emptiness
39 reads
4 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
19th Jun 2018 3:53am
19th Jun 2018 3:53am
Schizo-Paranoia: Living Hell
Black moving shadows paint my walls before my naked eyes
Before they take a fleshly form and spring forth to life
Invading my home, they creep about in the dark
As they signal they’ve found me with a light-signaling spark.
I am wide awake watching every move they make
Uttering not a single sound, I let them invade.
They want no money, they take no jewels...
For these are demons, goblins, and frightening ghouls
Rising from the pits of hell as phantoms
Who will settle not for any earthly ransom.
A body in which to invade is what they seek ...
Before they take a fleshly form and spring forth to life
Invading my home, they creep about in the dark
As they signal they’ve found me with a light-signaling spark.
I am wide awake watching every move they make
Uttering not a single sound, I let them invade.
They want no money, they take no jewels...
For these are demons, goblins, and frightening ghouls
Rising from the pits of hell as phantoms
Who will settle not for any earthly ransom.
A body in which to invade is what they seek ...
#anxiety
#depression
#insomnia #MentalHealth
#insomnia #MentalHealth
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
18th Jun 2018 00:46am
18th Jun 2018 00:46am
the city of Raven
in truth depression has spread her pain
injected into me
my feelings scream
don't leave us here with this dreaded emotion
that drinks us dry
and leaves us infected
our disposition shifts and contorts
until we reflect only it
and its flat lined mechanical voice
we were once jovial in the city of Raven
population of the free love peoples
she made guilt mayor and executed faith
a thriving place now a ghost town
where sorrow is boss
I tell you we're afraid to let our children out past dark ...
injected into me
my feelings scream
don't leave us here with this dreaded emotion
that drinks us dry
and leaves us infected
our disposition shifts and contorts
until we reflect only it
and its flat lined mechanical voice
we were once jovial in the city of Raven
population of the free love peoples
she made guilt mayor and executed faith
a thriving place now a ghost town
where sorrow is boss
I tell you we're afraid to let our children out past dark ...
#sadness
#depression
#dark
64 reads
14 Comments
maggot1148
Poem Published
17th Jun 2018 9:38pm
17th Jun 2018 9:38pm
Speak To Me, Please
I sit in rumination of the past
Over thinking the things I thought would last
I can't help but worry when the night comes to greet me
And sometimes that worry stretches on in to an overwhelming sea
I need you to be here to comfort me
But I know that that is a long lost plea
You need your space
To try and erase
Depression is a fickle thing
Sometimes I feel like I want to sing
Other's I feel as if I'm going to drown
I just sit in sorrow waiting for you to come around
Another day spent without your grace
And the tears seem...
Over thinking the things I thought would last
I can't help but worry when the night comes to greet me
And sometimes that worry stretches on in to an overwhelming sea
I need you to be here to comfort me
But I know that that is a long lost plea
You need your space
To try and erase
Depression is a fickle thing
Sometimes I feel like I want to sing
Other's I feel as if I'm going to drown
I just sit in sorrow waiting for you to come around
Another day spent without your grace
And the tears seem...
#anxiety
#love
#depression #girlfriend
#depression #girlfriend
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HaiItsMo
Poem Published
17th Jun 2018 3:07am
17th Jun 2018 3:07am
Drowning
A poem in which Depression is the Ocean.
I know it’s cliche to say it feels like I’m drowning but it’s true. I have a million rocks in my pockets and there’s something pulling at my feet. There is a small ounce of hope that I see in the distance. There is a beach that houses only the worst parts of me. They like this. The sight of me fighting for air, fighting for a reason to live. Fighting the ocean they know will forever be my home. It’s dark outside, at least it is from my point of view. Not because I want the world the look this way but because that’s what storms bring. It’s...
I know it’s cliche to say it feels like I’m drowning but it’s true. I have a million rocks in my pockets and there’s something pulling at my feet. There is a small ounce of hope that I see in the distance. There is a beach that houses only the worst parts of me. They like this. The sight of me fighting for air, fighting for a reason to live. Fighting the ocean they know will forever be my home. It’s dark outside, at least it is from my point of view. Not because I want the world the look this way but because that’s what storms bring. It’s...
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
#emptiness
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